11:54 AM

One of my favorite singers noted:

“The waiting is the hardest part,

Every day you see one more card,

You take it on faith, you take it to the heart,

The waiting is the hardest part…”

This is a weird time for me. I am still on the high of getting an agent and then having him send out my book proposal to publishers. Now I’m so close to what I see as next, the waiting to hear back from the publishers is painful. It’s hard for my mind to focus on much else. Yet, I can’t do a thing about it. Back in my sales days, I could have more of a direct impact on the sales process. Now I just sit here, waiting on my cell phone to ring or an email to hit my Inbox. I’m on edge.

When I left Charlotte close to three years ago, my goal was to find the right career for me. My travels and interviews have shown it to me. I want to share the stories of passionate people with those of us who cannot go on the road. My vision has this as my first book with more to follow. It has me traveling the country, meeting more amazing people, speaking about all that I’ve learned, and writing more. The first big domino to fall is a publisher.

I’ve been blessed to get this far. I’ve met some incredible people. I’ve had some life changing experiences. And I don’t think all of this would have happened if I wasn’t supposed to take it to the next level. But the waiting is killing me.

I feel like I’m in a room with a glass wall. I can see inside another room, where my life and what happens next plays out. But, I can’t get through the door to get there. It’s stuck. As much as I want to do it on my own, I know it will take the partnership of others to grease and open the door.